Another State, another town, another Life, never staying in the same spot for more that 2months. Yep, that's my life. Always on the move. See my dad is a Wildlife researcher so him and he family travels around the world to research different species and breeds of animals. Its what ever my dads laboratory wants at that time. So now here we are moving to La Push, in Washington. My dad is suppose to study the wolves that have been spotted by the people of Forks, a city Close to La push.

See La Push is a reservation, its home to the Quileute tribe. So Here I am in out car that we recently purchased, in Forks, a Red Mini van. My dad Henry has the windshield wipers on high, because the rain in coming down hard. Very hard! Then there is my mom Fay. She is short and has short brown hair that starts to curl at the end, her eyes are beautiful, a bright emerald green. Then for my dad, he is tall and muscled. He has the beginning of a beard and has short brown hair and dark brown eyes. And as for me, well I am tall and lanky and I have dark brown eyes, darker than my fathers. I don't find my self to be attractive in the east bit, but of course my family says that I am a very handsome young man. " Ya right." I tell them. But really there is nothing " Exciting about me." Not in the least bit. So enough of that. I push all of that out of my head and focus on all the gloominess out side. All the trees that fly by me, all the raindrops that fall. A crack of thunder crashes above me. It makes me flinch and then I slump back in my seat, which by the way is not comfortable in any way imaginable! " We are almost there!" I hear my mom say as she turn's around in her seat. I slowly look up and look at her in an almost bored sort of way. " O. . k." I drag the word out expressing my boredom. She smiles and turns back around, totally blind to my " Not caring" attitude. I looked back out the window and I thought I saw something in the woods. Like. . . a big dog? A wolf? No It couldn't be. I squint my eyes and peer deeper in the woods. I scan the horizon, but nothing come into view clearly, so I give up.

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About thirty minutes later we finally pull into our driveway which is a gravel road. a Long grave load, mind you. " Well, we made it!" My dad said enthusiastically. He turned to my mom and just gleamed a huge smile. I looked between the two out the window and saw a little brown cottage come into view. The gravel road circles the house and I can see two apple trees on each side of the house. Blooming. With red ruby apples hanging from the branches.

Then I Looked behind us and there was a red barn looking building and a trailer. " Dad, who lives across from us?" I asked as I examined the house more. There was a red Rabbit Volkswagen. The land was pretty with a little stream flowing beside the house. " Oh thats the Black residence. I met Billy Black while I was refurnishing the house, nice man, and he has a son around your age, maybe a little older." He said pulling the van in front of the house and stopping it. " Are they Native Americans?" I asked still looking at the house. He glanced back at me and looked at me curiously. " Ya, why?" He asked as If I needed to know. " No reason." And really there wasn't. " Just curious." I looked back at the house and I could tell that is was two stories, a porch surrounding the entire house and two white rocking chairs blowing with the light breeze. My mom opened her door and ran up to the house.

My dad took his time, turning the car off and getting a few things that were in the back. My dad came up here ahead of time and put all the furniture in the house all we needed was our cloths and the smaller things that we could bring up in the van. I slid my door opened and stretched. My legs were all cramped up. I could smell the scent of fresh honey suckle and lavender and for good reason. Out house was surrounded by woods, and I could see honey suckle growing at the edge of the forest entrance. There also was lavender that set beside out house. I started to walk and could feel and hear the crunch of the gravel beneath my feet. I Looked up at the second story of our house and saw that there was a wooden balcony outside one of the rooms. As I was admiring all that was around me I could tell that the rain was letting up, now it was only a mist. " Honey are you coming?" My mom asked from the door way of our new home. This was by far the nicest looking house we have lived. The others were too small looking or just plain. . . ugly! I snapped my attention to my mom and nodded and ran up the stars up onto the porch, and shook my self off like a dog. ( no pun intended : D)

I continued into the house and the first thing that hit me was the strong woody smell. I wrinkled my nose and looked around. There was a huge kitchen to the left of the stairs that ran directly down the middle of the room separating the kitchen from the living room, which was also huge. The kitchen had a island in the middle and marble cabinets and counters, that was the first room my mom went in sense thats where she would spend most of her time, she loves to bake and cook so lucky for her, its big. I went into the Living room which was the other room on the bottom floor. It was nice. It had a fireplace and in front of that we had our navy blue colored couch and recliner. And there was a glass table that sat behind the couch with candles on it. Also there were random pictures of our family hanging up on the wall. " So son why don't you go and check the rest of the house out?" My dad suggested as he put his hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and nodded once. " Ok" I ran out of the room and sprinted up the stairs. " You can any one you want!" I heard my dad yell from the bottom of the stars. Two halls split when you were at the top.

There was just a picture of a tree when you got to the top. I remember the balcony so I went down the left hallway. There were three rooms one on the rightand two on the left, but I remember the balcony being at the very end of the house. The halls were dark and eerie. And the floor boards were creaking. It reminded me of a haunted house. Finally I was at the last door that was a dark brown. I twisted the cold doorknob and pushed the door open. Once I saw the room I new that this would be my room. There was a king size bed along the right side of the room. And there was a old red oak desk pushed up next to the door that led to the balcony. I ran to it. There were curtains that hung down the glass doors. I gripped the handle and opened it. A gust of wind blew through the door and blew rain in my face. I squinted my eyes and closed the door behind me. I turned around and I saw a boy walking out of the trailer. I guess that was the boy my dad was talking about.

He had long hair but it was tied in a pony tale. He was walking to the red barn and I crossed my arms to keep my warm, but he wore sweat pants and a short sleeve t-shirt. Then Something clicked inside of me. I couldn't describe it. I felt restless, like I needed to. . . be active, do something. I turned around and opened the door and stepped in. I immediately closed it behind me and ran out of my room and down the long dark hall. I almost tripped, on what I have no idea. " Dang it all!" I said under my breath as I continued down the dark hall. I finally made it to the stairs and ran down them. How I didn't hurt my self on them but I could in the hall, Is ridiculous. " Dad? Where is my bike? Did you bring it up with you?" I shouted having no idea where he was. i got to the bottom and looked in the living room. He was getting up from the sofa. " What?" He asked. " My bike, you know where it is?" I was getting very impatient, and I didn't know why? He scratched his head and had a look of concentration on his face. " Um. . . I believe it is on the other side of the porch, go to your right when you step out the door." He said. " Thanks." I said quickly opening the door and slamming it closed. " Where are you going?" My dad yelled after me opening the door. I was half way down the stairs before I had to stop and answer his question. " Well, I think I may pay our new neighbors a visit." I said with a smirk. " Oh ok." Is all I hear before I jumped off the step from where I was standing. My feet made contact with the gravel, crunching it as I ran, like I was on fire. I ran till I was on the other side of the house and there It was, my red bike. I grabbed it and ran till I jumped on my back and started to peddle. It was kind of tough sense it was on gravel, something that wasn't stable. I couldn't see the boy, but I new he was there, somewhere. I could feel the cool air rush through my short hair and the soft mist covering my face. It felt good, very good. I could smell that fresh crisp scent you always smell after it rains. I was peddling faster than I ever had, I was afraid I might mess up my bike. But I couldn't stop my self.

I needed to meet him, that boy that I never saw in my life, not even acquainted. There was tingling inside my stomach as I got closer. There more the houseand barn came closer to me, the more my insides tingled. It was an odd sensation. Finally I was at the road and there were no cars coming by so I just waited like an idiot in the middle of the road. What was I waiting for? Then I saw him exit the red barn. Something inside me burst. He was beautiful. He had long black silky hair and bronze, tan skin. It was flawless. his jaw line was sharpand defined. his nose fit his face perfectly and his lips looked so smooth and beautiful. His arms were huge, I could see his biceps flex as he walked. It was like all time stopped and It was only

him and me. Just us, for ever.

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I hate rain I hate it with a passion! HATE IT! I like the sun, the warmth of it as you run in wolf form. Nothing can bat it. I was tired of working on the motorcycles that Bella Brought over. I feel like doing something exciting. Maybe cliff dive with Embry. Wait, no He is grounded for beating that one guy up at school. But hey when is a werewolf really " grounded?" We do what we want. I shook my head and chuckled a bit and then I heard a car honk its horn. It made me jump andthen I saw what it was honking at. It was a kid, a boy. He wasn't moving. What was he stupid? Deaf? Blind? Then again why would he be riding a bike. I didn't really look at him, I mostly looked at the car. It was big. A Jeep. The something told me to run. To save him. I hated these felling because I could never say no or ignore them.

So like a idiot I start running. Werewolf speed!! My feet hit the pavement. and I can hear the car horn blaring in my ear, I grab the boy andI yank him off the bike. We go tumbling into the hard cold pavement, I do my best for me to stay on my bike, to prevent this boy from getting injured. I can feel the car go by, the air blowing pass me and the one in my arms. Finally I stop skidding and I slowly open my eyes. I was in to much pain to move fast. My back burned. I got major road burn for this kid. " What the hell. . ." I started to say but his chocolate brown eyes stopped me. I was peering up into the worlds, no wait. . . The universes most beautiful eyes. His eyelashes were thick and entrancing. I traced the outside of his face. His features were sharp and defined. I saw his mouth, how flawless and gorgeous theywere. His hair a dark brown, silky looking and was laying flat on his head from the rain. I could smell his scent. It was the most mouth watering thing ever. He smelled like raspberries, and a soft musk, kind of like me. " I. . . I'm sorry." He muttered, his soft smooth husky voice. He Looked down blushing. The red tint to his cheeks were adorable. " No, its. . . its fine." I said before he got to upset.

Wait what was I feeling!? What is happening! Have I . . . Imprinted. . . on this. . . boy!? But how? Is that possible? I thought that only happened between two opposite sexes! But my life felt complete as I stared into his eyes. Was I gay! No I couldn't, I don't feel sexual feeling for him. I mean yes he is absolutely by far the most Gorgeous thing God could have ever created if there was one! And if he exists, then Praise GOD! I blinked my eyes to take all of his beauty in. " I'm Michael." He said under his breath. He was still on my chest, my arms wrapped around him protectively. Michael. What a wonderful name. " I'm Jacob." I said, still saying his name over and over in my head. " Sorry I was. . . sidetracked." He said chuckling a bit and blushing once more. My insides twisted from the sheer pleasure of being able to see him smile. WHAT AM I DOING! Why am I thinking all of this. . . but It feels so good. . .WAIT NO! I don't know what to think. " I guess I should get off of you." He said chuckling and starting to push him self up. " Ya, I guess so.. . " He finally got on his own two feet. " Thanks for saving me." He said shyly. I hoped up as well, taking in the rest of his perfection. His body was softly muscled and he had tan skin like me. " Well, I am just glad your alive." I said trying not to sound creepy, I don't want to scare him off. That's the last thing I would want to do. He nodded. " Me too." He chuckled again and then a little snort came out. He shot his hand up over his nose and blushed the highest level of red he could. " That's. . . SO embarrassing." He said looking down. " No I think its. . . cute." Did I just say that!!! But its true. I only with that he new that He held me here, That I am bound to him. Thathe now has my heat

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